Answer:
I can be written, I can be spoken, I can be exposed, I can be broken.
What has wings, but can not fly. Is enclosed, but can outside also lie. Can open itself up, or close itself away. Is the place of kings and queens and doggerel of every means. What is it upon which I stand? Which can lead us to different lands.
What has six faces, But does not wear makeup. It also has twenty-one eyes, But cannot see?
People are hired to get rid of me. I'm often hiding under your bed. In time I'll always return you see. Bite me and you're surely dead.
I am round as a bowl, deep as a tub, but all the world's water couldn't fill me up.
What goes up the hill and down the hill, And spite of all, yet stand still?